Housewife Gone Wild

hapter 56

Chapter 56

Jared had a point. Maybe I was being greedy, wanting it all. But everyone paid for their choices.

In our six years of marriage, Jared gave me luxury, making me forget what money was worth. But as a woman, torn by thirty years of pain and dying from illness, I wouldn’t go through this again.

I wanted more than just cash. I needed a fresh start.

Jared saw I wasn’t saying anything. He probably thought he’d crushed my crazy ideas. From now on, I’d just be Mrs. Holcomb, ignoring his cheating. He wanted it all: a wife at home and pretty lovers outside, both sides playing it cool and keeping quiet.

That was Jared’s dream life. I couldn’t share my husband with other women unless I was the one who gained.

Jared persuaded me, “Victoria, we’ve been married six years, not six months. That passion and romance you’re after, it’s not that I won’t give it, but we don’t need all that. Let’s live quietly and raise Yvonne.

“If you’re bored, we could have another kid. To avoid the pain, we can do IVF. You can even have two sons if you want.”

“No way.” Hearing that, I felt like an invisible hand squeezed my throat, making it hard to breathe.

Yvonne had already turned my life upside down. Two more sons would be a total disaster for me. The Holcomb family needed an heir–that was their problem. I just wanted to get a divorce and have my own life.

Jared squinted, clearly pissed by my answer. “Stop causing a scene, alright? Keep this up, and you’re just being childish.” He sounded really disappointed in me.

“Sorry…” I slammed on the brakes and pulled over, my voice tight with hurt. “I know I was too greedy, or maybe I’m just naive, but I really feel like our marriage is falling apart. Jared, I’m not saying you’re bad. You’re great, but I-”

“Victoria, that’s enough!” Jared shouted, angry, afraid I’d say “divorce” again. “I gave you Harmonia Hotel to run. I compromised. Isn’t that the career you wanted? I really liked the design you showed me last time. You’re talented, so do you still want a divorce?”

in shock, and I just stared at him, lost for

lose your job. And if you ask for a

He didn’t love me anymore. He said I shouldn’t dream of romance and I

left love signs everywhere, but he kept me stuck in this dead marriage, not letting go. Jared was selfish. He

me. Divorce meant losing my job and probably not getting much stuff. I needed Harmonia Hotel as a stepping stone. Once I got more skills and experience,

through,” I said, getting the

crossed his arms

my feelings in check. I would stop expecting surprises or gifts from him, and wouldn’t ask

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have another kid. But Yvonne threw a fit, so

reassured her, “Okay, Yvonne, Mom and I won’t have a

Yvonne said, clenching her

too young to be so bossy. The Holcomb family needs a son to take over your dad’s business

over,” Yvonne

you say women should stay home and take care of

I said. That was how she always treated me. “I’m not like you; your parents can’t help, so you have to stay home and

Yvonne,

took Yvonne off, and I went to the

private karaoke room. Around a dozen managers sat on the couch, sipping wine. I didn’t wanna

tick her off, I went

and hated parties, so while

song. Tracy walked over and

even look at me. He just stood

noticed me and asked deliberately, “Mrs. Holcomb, you don’t mind if